The Shower Scene

Jennifer left to her trailer. She stripped down to her underwear, then found the towel wardrobe had left for her. She'd shot this kind of scene before on the old show. Locker room scene, where everyone looks naked wrapped in towels, but is secure under their wrap with underwear. Great for the daytime T.V. Perverts. She wrapped the towel, knotting it carefully. Then she slipped her bra straps off each shoulder, so she appeared nude under the towel Before leaving the tailor Jennifer looked in the mirror. She looked like a naked girl under her towel. The thought made her blush. She had to remind herself that she was wearing underwear, and no one would even see that. Finally, taking a steadying breath, she walked out of her dressing room.

She stopped by makeup. Quickly, the prepared team misted her hair to create the illusion she'd just left the shower. When they were satisfied she went onto the set. It was a three walled locker room that looked like any other, except one wall was cut away for the director and crew to watch from, camera's rolling. Brianna was there, dressed similar to Jennifer. Waiting at her wings was a group of girls, obviously playing her cronies. The director motioned Brianna and Jennifer over. They both approached, wrapped in towels and glistening.

When they were near, the director spoke to them privately.

“Alright girls, this is the first time you've interacted onscreen since 'Brianna's World'. “ He explained. “This will be a big moment for the fans. So, let's keep it very real, very raw. Jennifer, you're being ambushed by a surprised. Play it shocked, keep quiet,” He told her. Then he turned to Brianna. “Brianna, you're surprised, but excited. This is Jennifer, you’re old punching bag from high school. You're shocked, but you have your crew, you're in power. So you're excited. You're playing the bully, Jennifer is the nerd. Alright, let's do the first take.” He dismissed them instantly. They both walked to their separate marks. After checking with cameraman and crew, the director held up his megaphone and said “ACTION!”

Jennifer knew she was the first in the shot. She exited the shower stall, wrapped in a towel with another one wrapped around her torso. She tried to act unsuspecting, oblivious. Then Brianna walked around the corner, also clad in a towel, with a girl on each side. When they saw a each other Jennifer froze. Partially because she was supposed be acting this way, but also because the sight of Brianna wrapped in a towel gave her a start. Without shoes and clothes, the difference between the two was as clear as day and night. Barefoot, Brianna was a full head taller then Jennifer. This put Jennifer level with Brianna's clavicle. Besides that, the toned blonde was almost twice as wide, her broad shoulders making Jennifer's own look puny. Brianna's bronzed limbs making Jennifer's look stickly in comparison. Jennifer regretted that she'd been banned from working out for the last month, she would've loved to look more toned at the moment. She also wished she'd been using her spray on tan. She hated to think she'd look pasty by comparison.

So, Jennifer acted with a very illegitimate intimidation. Brianna played her part perfectly, and her expression shifted from surprised to a wicked grin.

“Gretchen!” Brianna recited from the script. “What a surprise! I had no idea you went to school here.”

“I... uh...” Jennifer struggled to remember her lines. “Yeah, same to you I guess.”

“Girls, this is Jennifer. We went to high school together.” She pointed to Jennifer as she spoke to the girls. “Jennifer, this is two of my sorority sisters from Gamma Pi.” The two girls waved a bit mockingly to Jennifer.

“Well, it's great to see you. Although, I feel like we should all 'see' a little more...” Brianna said, leaning in wickedly.

“What?” Jennifer said, real nervousness in her voice. The two of them were following into their roles perfectly naturally, Brianna the confident bully, Brianna the nervous nerd.

“Well, you remember that prank you pulled on me at Gradation?” Brianna asked. This

was a callback to their old show, where Gretchen and the other nerds had gotten **** on the popular kids by yanking their gowns off at once. Brianna had gotten the blunt of the prank, for she was wearing just underwear under the gown.

“Well, I figure I owe you... this!” Brianna said. Moving with a speed that genuinely startled Jennifer, Brianna stepped forward and grabbed Jennifer's towel by the top. Brianna yanked the towel away, revealing Jennifer's black underwear. Jennifer **** a very shocked gasp out, and threw up her hands in shock.

“CUT!” the director yelled. The actors all looked to him. He came forward, annoyed.

“Jennifer, what is this?” He asked.

“What?” Jennifer said, unsure what she'd done that was so wrong.

“THIS!” The director said, pointing at Jennifer's body. Remember she was wearing her underwear and nothing else, Jennifer snagged the towel from Brianna.

“What do you mean?” Jennifer asked, honestly confused.

“Why are you wearing underwear? Didn't you read the script?”

“Well yeah...” Jennifer didn't mention that she had more 'skimmed' the script then read it at length.

“Well, it's written very clearly.” He pulled his copy out of his back pocket. “After her line Brianna pulls off Gretchen's towel. Gretchen shrieks in shock. Nude reaction shot.” He stopped reading and looked up. “So, why are you wearing underwear.”

“You mean the nude reaction shot?” Jennifer asked. “I assumed we'd have to reposition cameras, get an over the shoulder or between the legs or something.”

“Jennifer, you're still thinking in terms of 'Brianna's World.' That show was on network television and had the target audience of high school girls. This show is different. Our target audience is young adult men. Also we're on a satellite network, and not subject to the same censoring.”

“What do you mean?” Jennifer asked, though it was beginning to dawn on her. She felt fear in her stomach.

“What I mean is when the script says 'nude reaction shot' I mean an actually nude shot, not a PG over the shoulder shot.” He explained. “I'm going to need you fully nude and back on set in five.”

“Wait, what?” Jennifer asked in shock. Fully nude?!

“Well, we won't be showing full frontal nudity, but we might be framed in a way where you're panties will be in the way. So I'll need your underwear off to redo the shot.”

“My... underwear?” Jennifer stammered in shock.

“I don't have time for this.” The director shook his head impatiently. “Maryanne!” He called. The woman appeared suddenly “ Will you get Jennifer ready for the shot and talk to her?”

“Of course.” Maryanne replied, taking Jennifer by her shoulder and escorting her back.

“What seems to be the problem? Maryanne asked.

“I'm not doing a nude scene!” Jennifer explained. “I had no idea!”

“Jennifer, it was written plainly in the script. It's no one's fault but you're own that you didn't read this far.”

“But... I refuse!” Jennifer exclaimed. She was ****. She had never done a nude scene, and intended to never do so. She couldn't without giving away her biggest secret: her padded bra. Just thinking of it made her touch her chest, reassuringly feel her full coverage bra with it's large insoles of padding under her towel.

“Jennifer, you can't just refuse. “You're a contracted actor. You can't refuse to do what you're contract agrees to.”

“There... there's a nudity clause in my contract?” Jennifer asked, fearful. Such a clause meant that an actor or actress had to do just about any type of nude scene!

Maryanne rolled her eyes. “Don't you read anything?” She asked, disapproving. Jennifer hung her head sheepishly.

“Look, I'll ask the director to clear the set.” Maryanne explained. “It's your first nude scene, he'll understand. That way, it'll only be essential people present. If you're nervous: good! The scene calls for some nervousness. Don't worry, the camera is actually very forgiving, I'm sure you'll look great!” Maryanne reassuringly patted Jennifer on the shoulder, then left the room.